Flings, Fails, and Forties Tales
July 28, 20253 min read

Yayın balığı

So, the morning after the disastrous spontaneous date and it’s supposed to be meet up date with the guy with the dirty talk and probably empty promises. 
 
I'm not at my best, I did not get much sleep, but I am due to go for a massage first thing, so hopefully that will help. 
 
It turns out that going for a massage may not have been the wisest decision ever. I ended up with a huge crush on my masseur. It didn't help that he kept getting on the massage bed with me, obviously to put more weight behind the massage but he also had times when he put my hand and feet against his chest. Dear God, he had great pecs. It was ok to cope with whilst my head was facing down but when I had to turn over, I couldn’t stop laughing at myself and it was a little awkward. Luckily, he put a towel over my eyes and that helped distract me a bit. 
 
None of this would have been too bad if part way through the massage he hadn't asked me how old I was. I told him and he was very surprised and said he would have guessed at 30. Then I asked how old he was, and he said, 'I don't want to say' Then he tells me he is 20.
 
20!!!!! I am crushing on a 20-year-old. This is bad. I cannot have the hots for a 20-year-old. No wonder he has a very fit body. He is so super nice too and even whispers in my ear at one point and that just kills me. 
 
I keep thinking if only you knew what was going through my brain right now. 
 
After the massage I am trying to distract my brain by thinking about my date. Although, I can't say after last night and the morning’s crush I am particularly looking forward to it anymore but maybe it will go better than I hope. 
 
I do delay letting him know I am free though, and then he is very slow responding. He says he hasn't left yet. Odd!!! I am starting to smell something fishy.
 
I tell him I will just continue with my day with my family and maybe we will meet later.
 
I hear nothing else. I am not disappointed more perturbed. Particularly as I find his whole behaviour odd. 
Then before bed I log in to the app and see his profile is gone. 
Yayin baligi!!!!!! Yes, that is Turkish for Catfish!!!!
 
I can now say I have had the unfortunate pleasure of being catfished in 2 countries. I don't know why the possibility didn't occur to me. Also, it has been unusual on this app, but just one more lesson to learn. 
 
The only problem I have now is the waiter from last night wants to see me again and make up for how badly things ended. He is cute but my gut is saying he is also complicated, and I don't want complicated. Added to that I have my crush stuck in my brain and no matter how hard I keep reminding myself about the inappropriate age gap he just won't go away. 

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